Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

The host finished speaking, and the announcer's voice chimed in: "Next up, please welcome the dance performance by the third-year Medical Department class."

"Didn't you all just do a group dance? Find someone who's good at it to go on stage," the host said, clearly anxious.

Good or not, they couldn't leave the stage empty.

Eilies was in a panic. The background music had to be preloaded onto the computer, and finding someone at the last minute to perform with the original music was impossible. No one else knew the dance Cynthia was supposed to do.

They couldn't possibly go without music... That would be beyond awkward.

No one was stepping up, and the crowd was starting to murmur. The faculty members exchanged puzzled looks, not sure what was going on.

"I'll go on stage. You go find the sound engineer and tell him to cut the music," Flora said decisively, heading towards the entrance.

Flora was already on stage. She didn't have time to think and quickly did as Flora asked, telling the sound

peeking from behind the curtain with wide eyes. Eilies

was no time to cancel. Flora stepped up to fill in," Eilies

you instead!" Cynthia exclaimed. Flora's dancing was pretty average-nothing spectacular, she just didn't make mistakes. In a group dance, she could blend in, but a

She silently prayed it wouldn't be a disaster. Even if it was, she'd still cheer for Flora. After all, Flora

stood tall on stage. Flora's reputation

of her class nationally, but also a notorious troublemaker who'd send people to the hospital over

crowd was a mix

watching with interest. This evening was turning

teachers watched curiously, eager to see what Flora would